more concept playlists
youâre in your first apartment and itâs too small and itâs raining and youâre a little stoned, but your succulents and the sound of raindrops hitting the window are gently comforting
you are cursed to live in an abandoned church that has been overgrown with vines and filled with damp earth. you spend your days with sun-bleached deer bones and your nights with the ghost of a young man, whose lips are always just barely too cold on your neck
youâre twelve years old, and you and your weird but likable neighbor have decided to go on a road trip (i.e. however far you can get on your bikes before it gets dark and your mom calls you home because the pizzaâs here), so you blast your boombox as you ride off down the road
itâs 1988 and youâre at a shitty house party and not feeling it, so you make eye contact with the girl who likes the smiths a little too much and decide to go make out with her in the bathroom
itâs midnight and youâre drinking shitty coffee in a rundown diner thatâs nearly empty. you think this place may only exist after 11PM. in fact, you think this place may not really exist at all
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